Mistletoe Poem by Walter de la Mare
Mistletoe
Sitting under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
One last candle burning low,
All the sleepy dancers gone,
Just one candle burning on,
Shadows lurking everywhere:
Some one came, and kissed me there.
Tired I was; my head would go
Nodding under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
No footsteps came, no voice, but only,
Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,
Stooped in the still and shadowy air
Lips unseen - and kissed me there.
Kissed by a ghost? No footsteps came, no voice, but only, Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely, Stooped in the still and shadowy air Lips unseen - and kissed me there. Interesting poem.
A beautiful poem with wonderful rhyme and beautifully penned. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
Amazing words of a classical poet. They say if you kiss under a mistletoe, your love becomes immortal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Ah, this is so simple and sweet that I'd like to fall asleep under that mistletoe and see if a soft kiss comes to me